friend of the past.

If you asked me what I thought my life would be when I was in third grade I would have said I was still living in Litchfield and going to school at St. Philip’s. Now that I have the chance to look back on what I thought about what my future was going to hold was completely different from what actually happened.

I’ve always tried to think of the most reasonable possibilities for my future. Never would I have thought that I would be moving 400 miles away from the only people I’ve ever known. I look on my past and try to use that to build I future for me. I’ve never really thought that building my future would involve so many injures.

For those who don’t know I can move my shoulders, right knee, and right hip in and out of place. This has happened so many times that I have just become numb to it. Okay, back on track I use these things and try and create a future in my mind. It usually is just something I do for fun. A lot of the things I think of never happen, because it’s just my mind and not real life.

When people ask what I want for my future I just laugh. To me the future could be a few minutes, few days, few weeks, few months, few years, or multiple years ahead. To me the future is something that you can never plan out fully. I didn’t plan on moving when I was younger, but we planned moving back for multiple months. In the present of my story I do not know where the winds of time will lead me. I always use music to keep me company. I think that you will enjoy what I listen through out my past and present.

friend of now.

 

I don’t know what my friends in the future will be but I hope that they are ready to meet me.